"You said that you were lonesome, if I am not.

I'm not so hoggish as to want to run away from a man who thinks he can get good out of my company." "I like to hear you talk that way," said Agnew, linking his arm in the Kansan's.
The touch made Badger's flesh creep, but he held this feeling in check, too.
"Here's a saloon!" said Agnew, after they had walked a considerable distance without saying anything of moment.

"Let's go in.

We can talk in there.

I never like to chatter much on the street." Looking up, Badger saw that they were in front of a well-known resort, which he had entered more than once, but of which he had recently fought shy.